The 4-year-old has a cold. Not a bad one. But just bad enough that he’s got that flypaper nose. You moms know the one I’m talking about–he’s constantly leaking a sticky fluid from his nose that then adheres to his nose and in turn catches all manner of dust bunnies. I know, gross. Never fear, I’ve now got a package of wet wipes in my purse.

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